Grandma Schizophrenia

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By Sandwich Massacre

grandma was a happy schizophrenic she was never bored she talked to the mirror she talked to the floor she swore that the three coyotes named harald, simon and bill told her about dead puppies every night at her window sill and the dead puppies were actually not dead puppies for they were just a clan of one eyed purple kitty cats that came to earth to destroy man despite the coyotes warnings grandma didn't have a care in the world for she was guarded by martian golems and she swore she was super girl she even wore the tights and ran in on gas station thefts she jumped on bad guys till she broke her back which led her to her death so this happy schizophrenic lived an adventurous life she wrestled crocodiles and swam with sharks she was even bill gate's wife she swore she had the riches that anyone would dream for she was an exotic dancing ballerina and she invented whipped cream so at grandma's funeral everyone would say this woman was a psycho for thinking that on februaries she was Man Ray but she was still quite the photographer and though we couldn't see her friends why did she have so much money and why was there coyote hair in her bed? although she was really old the news reporters say 3 banks were saved from robbery by a woman in red tights and hair gray so despite her psychotic tendencies her entire family knew that grandma's adventures and shenanigans just might be kind of true they buried her in the cemetery and her tombstone does read "don't judge me by my actions and words judge by what you've seen" and so on that same day her daughter went into labor and gave birth to a healthy girl at the age of 4 she drew pictures of coyotes and golems and dreamed of saving the world by 7 she was diagnosed with early stages of schizophrenia for listening to the coyotes that told her to save people with bulemia she approached these skinny people and said that they must have food they must escape from what is holding them they must be in a joyous mood for they have 3 dead puppies chewing at their feet and it is these 3 dead puppies that make them throw up their meat and the remedy is to wear clean socks and chew on their toes and balance carrot sticks with strawberry marshmellow fluff on top of their nose she swore up and down that it was the cure and that no one could see :these dead puppies on the bulemic's feet one two three she was on medications but each family member knew :grandma's powers were past down to her and she would one day save the world 2004

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October 27, 2005 21:51. QUEENIE .

that was really cool. props.